We went to Vancouver for about three weeks. Stephen had a conference to go to so I went on ahead to Vancouver, and as I arrived, saw the Snowbirds pass over the West End.
There were also fireworks that night, but I was too pooped to walk the few blocks to the beach; you can see it would have been worth the trouble, as I couldn't see much with the large buildings in the way.
Of course, when in Vancouver one must check out the barge. I'd heard they had started demolishing it, but when I arrived, they had just removed a couple of panels off one end.
A few days later my guy arrived, and we made our way to the beach for another night of fireworks. They hadn't done this during the pandemic but this year decided it would be fine for thousands of people to congregate at the beaches to watch something they call the Honda Celebration of Light. (It used to be presented by a cigarette company.)
The next day they took down the fences, the viewing stand for paying customers, the porta-potties... I liked these barricades.
There is a spot on the beach where some group has planted quite the garden, and clearly they take good care of it. No flower pictures today, but you can see their artfully arranged watering cans.
In there somewhere I remembered that I am supposed to be cooking from Ottolenghi's Plenty this month. I had to take the book out of the library and I did enjoy looking through it, but I haven't yet done a lot of cooking out of it. I made this dish of lentils and gorgonzola, which was stupendously good. I used a can of lentils, and jarred sundried tomatoes instead of roasting my own, easy peasy. Throw everything together, is what I did, and it was fine.
One reason there was not more cooking at home is that we spent about a week of our three weeks away travelling. More on that next time. Here are some beautiful blues from the ferry.
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